Chapter 157Celeste's POV:Preparing for Amalfi felt unreal.I stood in the middle of the bedroom, staring at the open suitcases on the bed, my hands resting absently on my hips as if grounding myself. Sunlight streamed through the tall windows, warm and gentle, nothing like the harsh light of hospital rooms or the dim secrecy of safe houses. For the first time in a long time, I was packing without fear sitting heavy in my chest.Just clothes. Just necessities. Just a future that didn’t feel like it might shatter if I breathed too hard.Seraphina lay on the bed beside the suitcase, wrapped in a soft cream blanket, her tiny legs kicking with mild impatience. She made a small sound, half coo, half complaint, and I smiled despite myself.“I know,” I murmured, crouching beside her. “Too many outfits. Mama’s overthinking again.”She blinked up at me, dark eyes wide and curious, as if she understood more than she should. Sometimes I felt like she did. Like she’d arrived already knowing the
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